Hasn’t anyone ever wondered exactly HOW Charles brought his son Thaddeus (AKA The Infantata) back to life?
As they got closer I realized it was fire. Torches. And people carrying them.
The next day, Marilyn was seen to have bruises on her shoulders and back. The studio hairdresser covered them with makeup.
Listen, I’ve told the cops my story three times now. You can keep asking but I’ll keep saying the same thing. I know what I saw – I’m not crazy.
It ends with the singer asking himself: underneath it all, is he just like the Killer Clown? The answer: “Look beneath the floorboards for the secrets I have hid.”
The twins began to speak only to each other and their younger sister. Therapy didn’t work, and sending them to boarding school caused them to go completely catatonic when separated.
“Jeez, Red, you got a lotta rules,” she laughed, but there was tension in her voice now, something I hadn’t heard back at the rest stop.
I listened hard and heard it again: two notes, one high, one low. Like someone calling to me.
There’s something super unsettling about her smile, like the opposite of Mona Lisa.
This is where shit gets weird. I mean, even weirder than hooking up with a guy that crawled out of the sewer.